Chapter 2133 Color
The scholar seemed to have finally noticed Xiao Xiao's presence.

A look of surprise appeared on his face.

Xiao Xiao smiled.

"Hello."

Artists always have a concentration beyond that of ordinary people.

He understands.

……

The scholar stared at Xiao Xiao blankly for a while.

Just when Xiao Xiao thought that the Black Pipa Ghost's previous reaction would be repeated on this monster, the scholar's eyes fell on the painting in front of him again.

There was no change in expression or breath.

It seems that Xiao Xiao is a human who cannot see it.

Xiao Xiao: ...

He shrugged slightly.

Ok.

Obviously, in the eyes of this monster, he is far less important than this painting.

Instead of wasting time interacting with him, you might as well look at more paintings.

……

"Rustle~Rustle~"

The small voice sounded again.

Xiao Xiao tilted his head.

The monster who looked like a scholar lowered his head again, and the hand holding the brush kept moving.

Xiao Xiao quickly raised his eyes and looked behind the scholar.

A flower blossomed before his eyes.

The petals are lush.

The posture is relaxed.

The upward growth reveals a bit of recklessness.

It feels a bit like pantomime.

Black and white tones.

No sound.

But it still makes people shocked.

As shocked as he was the previous moment, as regretful as he felt the next moment when he saw the flowers that looked like they had been erased by an eraser.

He suddenly thought of the Pipa Ghost.

Maybe it was also due to the fact that he had just seen the Black Pipa Ghost.

The same thing happened when I first heard Pipa Ghost perform.

The music that suddenly stopped, like the painting that disappeared before our eyes, both make people feel regretful.

……

Xiao Xiao's painting skills are just that of an amateur.

In his opinion, the scholar's paintings were already very good.

Even in black and white it is stunning enough.

However, he was very conscious of not saying anything that sounded like an amateur.

The scholar was obviously immersed in his creation.

It would be better for him not to disturb the other party.

……

When Xiao Xiao returned to the painting again, the scholar was still there.

But he wasn't painting.

The brush in its hand gently brushed across the painting.

It seems as if it wants to pick up some of the colors from the painting.

……

"The paint on the painting has dried."

Xiao Xiao reminded the monster softly.

I'm also a little worried that the monster will "force its way in".

It would be bad if the painting was damaged then.

……

"……I know."

The scholar responded to Xiao Xiao's words for the first time.

It just couldn't hold it back for a moment.

“…I can’t draw such a color…”

……

Uh……

Xiao Xiao blinked.

"Your brush isn't stained with paint."

How to draw other colors?

……

“I can draw it.”

The scholar said it with certainty.

But the next second, a frustrated look appeared on its face, "But I can't draw it now."

……

Xiao Xiao's eyes couldn't help but fall on the brush in the scholar's hand.

Can you draw...?

It really is a monster's thing.

He smiled.

“I’ll be able to draw that one day.”

……

"Ah."

The scholar nodded, "I will definitely draw it."

There was a burning and bright light in its eyes.

My heart is filled with ardent desire, and there is also a sense of reluctance entangled in it.

It wants to paint... colors as brilliant and eye-catching as the painting before it.

……

"The colors of this painting are created by applying paint."

Xiao Xiao's eyebrows curved slightly, "Do you want to try the paint too?"

“Before you can actually paint the colors.”

……

The scholar was startled.

"……pigment……"

There was a look of hesitation and confusion on its face.

……

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to."

Xiao Xiao felt that he could roughly guess the monster's psychology.

Do you want to complete the painting on your own?

……

"Yes!" Seeing that the human seemed to want to take back his words, the scholar blurted out his answer.

The next second, it froze.

Hey?
It...really wants...

……

"You can always regret it."

Xiao Xiao said with understanding.

Then he became curious, "Did you know there's an art exhibition next door?"

In his opinion, ink painting is obviously more in line with the feeling given by the scholar's outfit.

Moreover, if it is an ink painting, the scholar does not have to worry about the color issue.

……

"I know."

The scholar nodded.

"That……"

Xiao Xiao was a little surprised, "You prefer oil painting, right?"

“I like the colors of oil paintings.”

The scholar's eyes reflected the colorful paintings in front of him.

"very beautiful."

……

“I loved it the first time I saw it.”

……

the first time?
Xiao Xiao thought of a possibility, "Is this your first time seeing an oil painting?"

"Ah."

The scholar nodded.

“I went to the art exhibition there at first.”

"But there's a very fierce guy there."

A very fierce guy?
Xiao Xiao seemed to be thinking about something.

Are you referring to the Black Pipa Ghost?
……

"It doesn't like me being there."

Thinking of the scholar's mumbling when they first met, Xiao Xiao suddenly had a guess.

Could it be that the Black Pipa Ghost dislikes the scholar's noise?

……

“It pushed me out.”

It was clearly some embarrassing incident, but the scholar spoke very calmly.

It's like saying something insignificant.

There was no trace of anger or resentment.

……

"Aren't you angry?"

Xiao Xiao was a little curious.

“At first I was angry.”

The scholar is very honest.

“But after seeing these paintings, I’m not angry anymore.”

"If it hadn't driven me out, I wouldn't have seen these paintings."

It won't generate any new inspiration.

It has a new goal, and it also wants to paint pictures with such warm colors.

These paintings struck home in him.

what.

It got excited.

……

Xiao Xiao laughed.

What a frank and passionate monster.

……

"Master Xiao."

Li Yan walked over.

"You like this painting too?"

Li Yan looked up at the paintings on the wall. "After walking around, I think this one is the most beautiful."

"Baby Gypsophila will definitely like this painting."

This painting is well done.

Besides, the little girl loves flowers the most.

……

"I think that lake over there is pretty nice, too."

"Especially those swans. Baby's breath will definitely like them."

Zhuge Yun's voice startled Li Yan, "When did you come here?"

"Shhh."

Zhuge Yun rolled his eyes and said, "Keep your voice down."

"When you say, 'I think this painting is the most beautiful.'"

Zhuge Yun learned it perfectly.

Li Yan's mouth twitched.

How come such a normal sentence doesn't sound right after this kid learned it?
……

"The third child."

Zhang Bo and Zhao Luzheng also came over.

"How about it?"

"it's over?"

Zhang Bo glanced at the paintings around him.

……

"Ask you, kid?"

Zhuge Yun nudged Li Yan with his elbow.

Their main role this time is to accompany.

The real owner is Li Yan.

……

"Ah, oh."

Li Yan grinned, "Okay."

"Let's go back."

"This is it."

This is the gift I'd choose for my baby's breath.

Tickets to the art exhibition.

Well, he thought his gift was really good.

There is nothing new.

　ps: Thank you Cangqiong Qianjue for the reward~(*︶*)!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)